The day before the recording, Shan Song took Tong Zhao back to Chongming Bay.

Qi Yan sent them the entire program schedule in advance. The pre-recorded interviews had already been edited and released to generate buzz, and the program's popularity had reached unprecedented levels after these past few days.

The production team will first come to the couples' homes for a short live broadcast, mainly to learn about their backgrounds before heading to their destination to meet the other three couples. They will have to choose their own mode of transportation, so a villa would be more convenient.

"Dansong." Tong Zhao turned his head and pointed out the car window. It seemed that someone had come to the villa next door that had been deserted for a long time.

Dan Song peeked out and said, "It seems the Jiang family has also come here to prepare for filming."

"What a coincidence, should we say hello?" Tong Zhao asked.

"Tomorrow, if we run into each other, I'll ask if you want to go together."

"good."

Tong Zhao glanced at the bustling Jiang family villa, wondering what kind of personality the legendary young master of the Jiang family had. He felt that he should be very outgoing, enthusiastic, and have a strong sense of right and wrong.

"Are you curious?" Shan Song noticed the expectant look on his face.

"There's something here, take a look." Tong Zhao handed over his phone, and on the screen was Jiang Li's righteous statement dissing the haters a few days ago.

Dan Song glanced at the list briefly, then chuckled. In terms of combat prowess, Young Master Jiang was truly exceptional, almost like a one-man army. Looking at his own wife, he realized she was still too soft-hearted. Perhaps getting to know Young Master Jiang would help her become more formidable.

Tong Zhao didn't notice Shan Song's thoughtful expression. He scrolled through the comments on his phone and said, "Some of them are actually speaking up for us. Before, some netizens compared our two couples, praising one while criticizing the other. Many of them were criticized and became withdrawn. Qi Yan even suggested controlling the public opinion. Now we don't even have to lift a finger."

“In that case, we should pay them a proper visit and pick out some gifts to take with us when we get home.” Shan Song opened the car door, got out first, and extended a hand to Tong Zhao.

Tong Zhao naturally reached out and placed her hand in his palm as she got out of the car: "But his family seems very busy today, so let's just forget about it. We'll see each other tomorrow anyway. We can prepare the gift in advance, and we should show our friendliness when we meet the other guests. We also need to go back and prepare a little, since there will be cameras around."

Seeing that Tong Zhao's plan was so clear, Shan Song felt especially proud and squeezed the small hand in his palm: "As you wish, let's go home first."

The production crew had already set up the cameras in the villa, just waiting for the crew to arrive tomorrow to start filming. Of course, there's still an inevitable element of showmanship in putting a real married couple's life on camera, but the live broadcast format is already the most realistic way to present it.

Tong Zhao wasn't afraid of the truth. He examined their relationship and, objectively speaking, it was a healthy newlywed couple's relationship. In his own words, it was a very sweet and ideal marital state. Even if they were completely exposed to the public eye, it would be difficult to find any flaws in their relationship, and at least according to common sense, they wouldn't be subjected to particularly sharp attacks.

However, since netizens are not objective for the time being and are mostly biased, Tong Zhao pouted and leaned against Shan Song's chest: "The release of the pilot episode has caused a lot of noise online. When the live stream starts tomorrow, the barrage will be flooded with haters. I'm even afraid that the live stream will be banned."

Is Zhao Zhao a little anxious? Shan Song pinched the back of his neck, about to say something to comfort him, when Tong Zhao suddenly looked up, his eyes shining brightly: "But I'm actually quite looking forward to it."

"Hmm?" Shan Song listened attentively to what he had to say.

Tong Zhao smiled shyly: "They definitely want to see me suffer, right? They'll be so embarrassed then!"

Shan Song laughed, pulled him close, and gave him a loud kiss: "That's the right way to think about it."

Tong Zhao was pulled so close that he almost fell onto Shan Song's lap, his gaze fixed on Shan Song's chin. He tugged at Shan Song's forearm to pull him down a little, and whispered, "So, do you get nervous during the live stream?"

Even though there was no one else at home, Tong Zhao's way of speaking naturally made Shan Song feel that he was unconsciously acting cute. Shan Song's lips curved into a smile and he deliberately said, "Nervous."

Huh? Tong Zhao carefully observed Shan Song's facial micro-expressions: "You're lying to me, aren't you?"

Where is the tension?

To Shan Song's surprise, he met Tong Zhao's resolute gaze. Where was his wife, who believed everything he said?

The discussion about whether Shan Song was nervous or not didn't last long. Tong Zhao quickly thought of something more important: "The Qin family seems a bit strangely quiet lately. Could they be up to something again? I thought they would at least call and bother us after they found out they were participating in the same program as us."

"However, their way of thinking is also quite different from ordinary people; you can't use common, normal ideas to try and figure them out." Tong Zhao asked and answered himself, "What kind of act do you think Qin Chong and the others will put on when they participate in the show?"

It's hard to imagine how a loveless marriage would turn out, given the performances of a washed-up movie star and a popular young actor.

Shan Song ruffled his hair and said, "Just deal with whatever comes your way. Improvising isn't Zhao Zhao's forte."

Tong Zhao chuckled and poked Shan Song in the waist, teasing him again.

Dan Song jokingly restrained Tong Zhao's hands: "The company has prepared several public relations plans in advance to deal with emergencies. The program has already streamlined the activities involving interaction with other guests as much as possible. With Qi Yan's help, there shouldn't be any major problems."

On the show, let's try to ignore them as much as possible. If they want to improve their relationship with the Jiang family, they won't do anything too underhanded. After all, it's quite obvious what young master Jiang likes and dislikes, isn't it?

Tong Zhao agreed. After Shan Song explained everything clearly, he felt much more relaxed: "We really have to thank Young Master Jiang. He has helped us several times without us even realizing it."

Dan Song chuckled softly: "I'll get to know him tomorrow and ask him for advice on arguing techniques. Zhao Zhao is sometimes too reserved. He can't let loose when he's cursing. Just talking about reason isn't enough. Even if he wins in the end, it's not very satisfying. Next time I meet an idiot, I'll give him a good scolding first."

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Did he hear that right? This person wasn't satisfied with teaching him to swear and hit people, and now he's teaching him to be unreasonable?

Tong Zhao looked at Shan Song suspiciously, but seeing the determination in his eyes, she pursed her lips. Was he serious?

It would be very difficult for him to cultivate to the level of Jiang Li, right?

"If we can't handle it, we still have our husbands. We'll also hire online trolls to battle the haters and let them know that Zhao Zhao is not to be trifled with." Shan Song looked at him and smiled.

Tong Zhao's lips twitched slightly as he looked back at Shan Song: "And then start a second wave of internet revolution?"

“It’s not impossible.” Shan Song was amused by his description, laughed face to face for a while, then helped him up and walked towards the bedroom.

Tong Zhao casually wrapped her arms around Shan Song's neck: "The live stream starts at 8 o'clock tomorrow..."

So what? Dan Song slowed his movements slightly, tilting his ear to listen to his wife's words.

"...Don't stay up too late." Tong Zhao's soft voice brushed against Shan Song's ear like a feather.

Dan Song's smile deepened at the corners of his eyes as he gently patted the soft flesh beneath his hand: "It's not too late."